[Hogshead] Providence (William)

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A cloud of smoke hovered above the head of Lois Kennedy as she sat at a small circular table in the Hogs Head. She seemed completely oblivious to the going’s on of the busy pub around her, the drunken shouts from the locals, the hysterical giggles from the Hogwarts students who had sneaked out of the castle for a few under aged drinks and of course the shouts of everyone else trying to get the barman’s attention. Yet another trail of smoke escaped from the witch’s mouth and floated up into the air forming patterns in the dim candle light, but this display the witch failed to heed any attention too mainly because she was now sipping a maroon coloured liquid from her glass.

It had become a subconscious routine, smoke then drink, smoke then drink, possibly the odd moment as she was lost in her thoughts about the stacks of paper work she had left on her desk in the office. Files that needed to be put away, contracts that needed going over and reprimands that needed to be given out, who would have thought have power would be so tiresome.

The last of her drink slipped down the side of the crystal clear glass, over her pale lips and into her mouth. The effects of the alcohol had yet to sink in and she had defiantly not distressed enough to be able to face heading back to her flat and her continually annoying room mate. She with a raised hand and a click of her fingers Lois did not have to wait long till one of the bar staff wondered over, instead of the cute owner it was a young brunette this time.

“Gingy can I…”
“Girty.” Interrupted the girl much to Lois’s astonishment.
“Fine then, Girty, can I have another drink please.” The girl turned to leave but Lois was already thinking ahead and quickly reached out and grasped hold of the girls arm. “In fact, just bring me the bottle.” With a small satisfied smile Lois watched the young witch disappear before blowing more smoke towards the rafters of the pub.

[Professor William Vaid]

Will had been not really feeling like himself recently, and was more becoming the opposite of himself which he was not sure why it was happening but kind of embraced the new change. Maybe he had enough of being the typical Hufflepuff pushover and trying to help everyone as much as he could? Who knew. Still, as he sat with his feet up on the desk and watched Dante clean the cauldrons aswell as Via pottering about with some bottle as she was restocking his cupboard with ingredients from the Herbology greenhouses, she soon left and offered Will a smile as she shuffled herself out and closed the door gently behind her.

Will sighed as he lifted his arm up to his view to check his watch. It was getting late and Will was sure Dante was doing his detention slowly in vain hope that he would not be brought back at a later date. Oh how wrong he was.
"Alright, that's it for tonight Dante...I'll see you back here tommorow same time and don't be late again" he said sternly before heaving his legs off and standing up and leaning on the front of his desk, a sly smile planted across his face. He watched Dante as he left the room before giving a small scoff to himself and dragging his coat along the desk from the back of his chair, knocking off most of the stuff on it that sent it all crashing to the floor.

Walking out, he walked out of the castle pulling on his coat on as he did and headed towards Hogsmeade. The crisp night air made its way down his neck and back and it literally sent a shiver down his spine. Rubbing the back of his neck, he pushed open the door to the Hogs Head that was rammed with people already. The familiar smoke and alcohol smell hit him as he pushed his way through to the bar, leaning his arm onto the sticky counter. Lifting his arm up and beckoning over someone, he realised it was Girty.
"Yo, Girtypants...over here!" he smirked at her in a friendly way.

As she smiled and came over, he gave her a hug over the bar after she gave a drink to the red haired woman next to him. He patted Girty's hand and gave her a cheeky wink.
"My, a proper lady now arn't we? Your looking good Girty! I haven't seen you for a couple of months" he asked before Girty began pulling a pint for him.
"Cheers sweetheart" he said, accepting the drink and pushing the money towards her. Twisting back round he leant his elbows on the counter before looking around the pub at all the people bantering. His eyeline caught the redhead puffing smoke at a table opposite to him and he glanced over at her before walking over to her.
"Hey...you look familiar. Have I seen you before?"

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It was amazing at what authority did to speed along service, the young girl had made it back over towards the bat and was shouting in the ear of the rather cute man who she gathered was the bar owner. The two looked over at her and in return Lois gave the man a small nod of the head in acknowledgement and it was only a matter of seconds before the young bar maid was back over with the bottle.

“Thank you Girty.” Lois responded possibly a little bit too sweetly, but that was neither here nor there. Carefully and to perfect precession the witch poured herself a drink ready to enjoy her dink in silence but it seemed that was not going to happen as a tall, dark headed wizard was making his way over trying to make casual conversation.

Inhaling deeply Lois blew the smoke out of her mouth straight into the face of the new arrival. Her piercing blue eyes were fixed upon him as she was already trying to compose a first impression of the man, he was indeed good looking but just walking over to someone after only being in the building for less then 5 minutes…now that was desperate. Reaching slightly across the table Lois snubbed her cigarette in the rather grimy looking ash tray, the remains of the smoke billowed out of her nose as she breathed out but still she remained silent.
With another glace at the man the woman’s elegant fingers wrapped themselves around her small glass and she slowly raised it, acting as if she had all the time in the world. Although she did take a sip, instead she continued to keep the glass eye level before finally answering the man deciding that she best say something in fear that he would linger there all evening.

“Do I? I wonder wherever from?” It was more of a rhetorical question rather then one she expected him to answer, although most males could not tell the difference and tried to make some smart comment back. If this one was going to be like the rest of his sex Lois thought she best prepare herself and took a rather lady like sip from her glass before continuing. “I am not one of the…locals.” She glanced at a toothless man in the corner who she could only presume was trying to smile at her. “I bathe for a start.”

Lois Kennedy was not afraid to laugh at her own jokes and a small smile filled her face as she thought about this comment, maybe the alcohol was getting to her ever so slightly.

[Professor William Vaid]

It wasn't really the real William Vaid to just walk up to a woman and give her some cheesy chat up line. Maybe it was Daniel Hubbles rubbing off on him, but Will knew it was more than that. Of course the real William Vaid would not even approach another woman in attempt to chat her up when he already had a beautiful girlfriend more than likely waiting for him back at Hogwarts...a girlfriend who nevertheless was a seer.

The smoke was quite a satisfying smell to breathe in even though he knew every scent would count towards cancer, but the slight daring nature of it made him inhale it even moreso and he even thought about taking one of her cigarette sticks for himself.

The woman was oozing smugness that at the moment seemed to be matching Will's and he found himself smirking at her as he awaited her to reply back to him. Of course she knew it was probably the worst chat-up line in existence and by the look on the redhead's face she was quite amused. The sheer presence of this woman made Will want to fight to win her over...why? He was not sure.

As he pulled out the wooden chair making a slight scrape on the floor he quickly sat down and followed her eyeline to see the woman looking at a rather hairy yet toothless man before she cracked a joke about her not being a local. Will found himself laughing slightly at her joke before raising an eyebrow.
"What is such a clean woman doing in a place like this then, Miss...?" he asked her name.

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This was on of the many reasons that Lois did not enter establishments like this everyday, not that she is saying that every time she did some fool would try and chat her up, quite on the contrary, it was just not very atmospheric. The mixed smells of cigarettes, pipe weed and other illegal substances clung to the air, the smells of stale beer and spirits tantalised your tongue making you want to consume more. The other senses however were not pleasured as much, the cute barman and the arrogant man standing in front of her were one of the only good looking men in the place as for the sounds, and even the hardiest of souls would find some of the profanities cringe worthy.

Lois had luckily, or unfortunately depending on how you looked at it, had been sitting at this particular table for long enough to have blocked out the sounds and smells of the pub around her and as of this moment her full attention was on one particular wizard.

“This clean woman is trying to relax in peace.” Lois looked straight into the eyes of the man who was now sitting down at her table. It seemed that her plans for the evening where going to take a drastic change and by the way this man was acting he wanted to be apart of that disturbance. “But I imagine that you have come over here to make sure that that does not happen. Am I correct?”

There was no point tip toeing around anything, the man had clearly moved over towards her in the vain attempt to chat her up. All that this witch needed was for all the cards to be placed on the table so that she could get them organised and take her pick. “And if that is indeed the correct presumption to have made, what is it that you have got planned?”

[Professor William Vaid]

One thing about the Hogs Head that was always the same were the customers. They were all different yet all the same, all grotty looking, toothpaste dodging beer fiends who seemed to be the dodgy looking sort who would try and flog you a dead rats carcass around a back ally and convince you it was a gold watch. Still, Will was here because he liked the sneaky atmosphere and how they all seemed to be hiding major secrets, ones in which Will was recently spending many a night in trying to decipher as he sat in the pub with a couple of drinks after a hard day. It was like a sport, but instead of Quidditch it was Artful dodger watching.

Now, this woman had intruiged him because she wasn't in with the crowd, she blatantely stuck out like a sore thumb in such a run down establishment. Warren Hubbles still liked the feel it gave compared to the snotty Three Broomsticks, and in some cases the Hogs Head definately gave you more of a fun night out than the standard upper class refinery of the Broomsticks.

As she spoke, Will found himself grinning slightly mischeviously at her words. A smile that spoke more words than he could possibly say, and one that answered her question as a 'no, you will not be alone tonight' before he took a swig of his amber liquid feeling the cooling sensation flood over his tongue and slid with ease down his throat. She then asked of his intentions and with that he placed his glass down back onto the table and began twisting it around in his hand, creating a smooth light rattle against the wooden table.

"Well, I was thinking with such a beautiful woman like yourself" he said with a nod towards her.
"That maybe she would appreciate having a fun evening with a man that actually had a shower in the last century perhaps somewhere more secluded, and for dinner?" he asked blinking slowly as his voice became suddenly velveteen.

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Now that is what Lois liked to see, many a man would have faltered at the hurdle by stuttering out a plan as they tried to think off the top of their head, or, worst of all, they would have just openly asked her to spend the night with them. Those were the people that Lois truly could not stand and sadly this pub was full of them, well she thought it was this man defiantly seemed to be promising.
Gently placing her glass on the table Lois rested bother her elbows on the table clasping her hands together to that it gave her chin a bit of support. Her blue eyes moved up and down the man in front of her as she tried to make it out, it was a shame he was sitting down really as she would have dearly loved to get a better glimpse of his full package.

“Well then, how can a beautiful woman like myself ignore the plans of a handsome man who showers.” She raised her eyes brows at the end of this sentence almost out of suggestion to show that she was interested. “My only problem is that to achieve this we are going to have to go out in the rain and that just won’t do.”

She was serious about this, Lois Kennedy did not like the rain, not only was it cold and wet it always ruined her shoes and messed up her hair. Lifting her elbows off the table Lois leaned back in her hair, her hand slipping gently into her pocket as she pulled out a small silver cigarette box, her initials engraved onto the lid which she flipped open with such ease and precision. Before long another long white cancer stick had been light and was being idly twisted in between her fingers as she refused to remove her gave off the man in front of her.

“So what are you going to do about it my handsome clean man?”

[Professor William Vaid]

This woman was one who seemingly likes to play games with man, but something in Will was glad of the attention and that she was willing to banter with him, proving she was infact interested in the clean man, who showered nontheless. Will, who normally would feel exposed and paranoid if someone was looking him up and down now held some sort of arrogant bold exterior, something he never had before. In truth, he wasn't sure whether he disliked it or welcomed the seemingly new 'William Vaid'.
So she hated the rain? What woman didn't? It messed up their perfect hair, ruined their shoes and made their makeup run and so like a lightning flash of a thought, Will stood up.

"I believe to win this conquest, I shall have to carry you to dinner won't I?" he smirked as he walked towards the door, stealing someones umbrella from the old holder and giving it to her before he offered his extended hand to her and assuming she took it, he soon lifted her up and held under her knees and on her back in such a swift and easy movement that it may of looked like the woman was extremely light. In all fairness, she was pretty lightweight considering she had a petite womanly form.
"I think that's solved all matter of those minature problems, don't you?" he smirked as he kicked open the door to the outside world.

"Is this what you had in mind?"


(OOC:Sorry it's dead short and crap, Liz!)

[loisken]

Lois was expecting the man to give up then, admittedly he had lasted longer then most. When she had given them the cold shoulder and called them a few names they normally slumped back from their little dark hole where they had come from. But not this man, he was being very persistent. Leaning back in her chair, one arm hugging her torso, while her other hand carefully removed the cigarette from her mouth as she blew a small cloud of white smoke into the air.

“Carry me?” Lois questioned, she was finding it hard to keep a straight face as she watched the man stroll over to the door of the pub and steal someone else’s umbrella. This man truly got more interesting with every second that past, and when he presented the tatty old thing to him Lois could not help but let out a shrill laugh. Still grinning amused she reached out and her long elegant fingers snatched the umbrella handle away the clean man while putting out her cigarette on the small wooden table.

“You sir are insane.” And barley after taking hold of his warm hand he had thrown her into the air, supporting her small body in all the right places in his strong, safe arms. “Was this what I had in mind?” She mocked, trying to imitate his masculine accent. “But yes my clean handsome man, I am happy.”

With another chuckle of laughter she placed the umbrella over her shoulder and put it up indoors causing even more of a commotion and people to turn and stare. With a small tap on his shoulder she gave a smug smile to all the other locals in the pub before turning back to her valiant steed. “Forward sir.”